Bart Stirling's Road to Success; Or, The Young Express Agent
ubbed his head in a half-dazed manner,
am sorry I had to strike you, but I will have no man interfering with the express company's affairs. I wa
ligerent front, though he tried
last, and extended h
e made an enemy for life. Look out fo
th," inquired Bart q
ot had struck the target. Wacker looked sickly, and mu
sister Bertha. She brought him a generous lunch, the first food Bart
lucky enough to be retained in his father's position, a
wo ice cream freezers on the cart
its patriotism. There was a lull in the popping and banging, nearly every
dress, and he piloted his way circumspectly up to the
sure, where half a dozen young ladies were posted to dispens
ten feet from the platform paused for a moment to take in the exceptiona
of the occasion. The great man of the village was in his el
ribute to the immortal Stars and Stripes waving just over his head, wh
an instant Bart knew that the military man had been informed of
d by an extraneous contemplation, lost his vo
his eyes from the innocent and emb
to measly insignificance, he stammered, stumbled, and sa
ade significant remarks, but the chairman on the platform covered the colonel
e did just now is the limit. I hope Mr. Leslie doesn't hear of my unfortunate escapade, and I hope the colonel doesn't und
a pompous, self-important individual, intensely selfish and domin
to the opening of this tale the magnate's wife had asked as a favor tha
when the work was done took it home, and the next day sent a note complaining that the handkerchiefs were spoi
icate, beautiful gift, but, being a true lady, Bart's mother said nothing about the matter to those who
is way back to the express office and purchased a padlock, two keys fitting it, and som
tainty of continued work in the express service, all combined to depress his mind with anxiety and suspense, and he trie
ntly checked, and a quick glance at the impromptu desk told B
led the words: "Express safe was lo
rds of the office, which Bart had supposed were destroyed